Inside the elegant study room of Bethel House, Princess Andromeda sat at a large, polished wooden table, her young features the picture of concentration. Sunlight streamed in through the open windows, casting a warm glow on her surroundings. She was dressed in a simple yet vibrant sunflower frock, her long, dark hair intricately braided. To anyone else, she appeared as an adorable child engrossed in her studies.
But to Dinsmoore, the elderly butler who had served the Bethel family for over a decade, Andromeda seemed more like a genius monster, a prodigious intellect hidden beneath a façade of innocence.
The mathematics textbook lay open in front of her, pages filled with complex equations and problems that would baffle most adults. Yet, Andromeda tackled them with a poise and speed that left Dinsmoore astounded.
